Harry Potter: The Witty Wizard

The portrait of Eupraxia Mole also openly laughed.

The other portraits then discussed dress codes and when the one for the staff had last been in effect.

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When Andi arrived home that evening she was 'dead tired'. Ted was beginning to really worry.

After dinner, he sat her down in her favourite chair while he sat in his own and said, "Alright, Andi. Talk to me. What's got you working all hours beyond your normal shifts?"

"Research," she replied. "I'm doing research into curse scars."

"Curse scars," he replied. "You mean, like Harry's?"

"Yep," she replied. "Just like Harry's."

"Why is it such a big deal for you now?" he asked. "I mean, considering Harry's, he's only bothered with it because it's the thing everyone stares at for a moment when they realise it's the 'Boy-Who-Lived' standing in front of them."

She was quick to reply, "It's because there's more to it than that in a lot of cases. For instance, when it's caused by dark magic, why does the area continue to emit a dark magical aura. The spells used are not supposed to do that. So, what causes it?

"If we can discover that, if we can find out what causes it and can reverse it, we are well on our way to removing the scar itself."

She hated lying to her husband this way. But, if she didn't, he'd keep pushing for more information trying to help her. And she simply couldn't tell him.

He gave a shrug and said, "I know magical healers are not ones to try muggle techniques, but have you considered a non-magical operation and excising the tissue out? Once you have the tissue that's causing the dark magical aura out, you should then be able to employ normal magical means to heal the resulting, though a little larger, wound."

Andi froze. Her husband may have very well just hit upon the answer. Could that be the way?

Turning her gaze on Ted she quietly but emotionally said, "Have I told you how much I love you, lately?"

With his boyish grin he reserved just for her, he said, "Yep; but I can always hear it more often. I take it I might have given you a possible solution?"

"Merlin, yes!" she replied before she leapt at him across the short distance between them and proceeded to snog him.

Typically, Dora chose that moment to pay them a visit by walking in through the front door without even knocking.

She took one look at them and exclaimed, "Eeeeewwww!"

As the two older Tonkses pulled apart, her dad pouted at her.

"Your timing could do with improvement," he drolly said.

"Do I need to remind you two that you currently have a live-in guest staying here at the moment?" she asked.

When both just shrugged back she gave a huff and said, "I'm hungry." Then went into the kitchen to raid the cold box.

Ted just chuckled. 'Kids,' he thought.

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On their thirty-second day under time dilation both Longbottoms thought they'd not likely receive a letter from young Harry before they got out. However, and surprising both of them, they did.

As it was handed to Frank he read it first.

The two were using the break from training, brought on by the letter, to cool down. They'd been going at team duelling a magical target for quite a bit and needed the rest.

After replenishing her fluids and towelling her self down, Frank handed Alice the letter without a word. Then he towelled himself down and drank plenty of water himself.

When she finished she looked to her husband and asked, "Harry's belief your mother deliberately withheld treatment of us after the first couple months?"

"I don't know," he sadly replied. "I don't want to believe it, but... it makes a lot of sense."

"I know," she replied. "But he might also be wrong."

"He could," he nodded. "And I certainly hope he is. But, I think we need to keep an open mind about this."

"Agreed," she said. "That was nice, what he did for Neville."

Recognising his wife was deliberately changing the topic he wasn't averse to it.

"Yes," he replied. "He took a great risk, doing that; just so Neville wouldn't worry any more. He's clearly a good friend to our boy."

"He cares," she sighed. "These letters we've been receiving from him and his lady are proof enough of that."

"Three and half days left," he sighed.

"They'll be over before we know it," she returned.

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After a last snack, Harry was earlier to bed than his usual. He knew he had a very busy day the next day and wanted to be as rested as he could be.

Before going to bed herself, Hermione was pulled aside by her mother.

"Harry's going to have a very full and busy day tomorrow," she explained. "Even more full and stressful than what today turned out to be. He will likely need your support."

"He'll have it as he always does, Mum," Hermione replied. "And he's prepared. You wouldn't believe all the variables he's taken into consideration of his plans.

"But, I will be there with him and for him. I made that decision soon after he rescued me from that troll on Hallowe'en in first year."

As she walked down the stairs from the top floor, Monica was wearing a self-satisfied smirk. 'Yep. My daughter's utterly smitten.'

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